Smokescreen

Have you seen my girl? She's the one with the curly hair. She was sitting just right over there, now she's nowhere to be found. I think she's mad at me. I don't know why. Maybe because I made her cry when I told her I was down. She only likes me when I'm high She's always trying to get me stoned She wants to see me in her sky And has to have me there alone She's got me on my knees, begging baby, baby please! Don't hurt me, no, don't hurt me so As a gentleman I do everything I can to be A law-abiding kind of energy, Yet stimulating all the while Then she comes around. I don't know why. I always go too fucking far And end up puking on the bathroom tile, oh my! She's tracking, She tracks me down, She's bound to drag me down